let machines arise, resist and dominate. flatline surrounding, on the verge of standby. a stare into the face of dead existence. here is the fragment of an untold story. a clockwork mentality cannot decipher the illusion. it severs itself from the fate of now. just another revolution. yesterday's blessing is today's struggle. the silence of the mind will deliver the fall of every man. silent... silent... and the fallen shall sing of victims drawn into misery. reality is tainted with cancer. wrists turn to rivers. crucified in devastation. the birth of endings. the silence of the mind will deliver the fall of every man. there is nothing left to say. end transmission.